Robert Browning

There shall never be one lost good! What was shall live as
before;
The evil is null, is read more

There shall never be one lost good! What was shall live as
before;
The evil is null, is nought, is silence implying sound;
What was good shall be good, with, for evil, so much good more;
On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven a perfect round.

No, when the fight begins within himself,
A man's worth something.

No, when the fight begins within himself,
A man's worth something.

Stung by the splendour of a sudden thought.

Stung by the splendour of a sudden thought.

Hand
Grasps at hand, eye lights eye in good friendship,
And great hearts expand
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Hand
Grasps at hand, eye lights eye in good friendship,
And great hearts expand
And grow one in the sense of this world's life.

In some time, his good time, I shall arrive;
He guides me and the bird
In his read more

In some time, his good time, I shall arrive;
He guides me and the bird
In his good time.